A Tale With A Riddle

Three women were turned, into flowers in a meadow

Three women were turned, into flowers in a meadow

one could spend the night at home.

As the dawn drew near, she went back to the meadow

to join her companions in bloom

At last she said to her husband,

“If you pick me this morning, I’ll be free,

 and I’ll stay with you forever.”

Just you my husband, and me

And this is exactly what happened.

Now the question is how he would know her,

all alike were the flowers, all three

here, my friends, is the answer,

She passed the night inside, away from the field,

and had no dew on her of the three

And this is how he knew, in all the flowers

It was she